Ghost Trackers Newsletter Vol 18 No 3 1999 10

Ghost Trackers Newsletter

The Official Paranormal Publication of the Ghost Research Society

Ghost Trackers Newsletter

The Ghost Trackers Newsletter is the official paranormal publication of the Ghost Research Society. The GRS was
founded in 1978 by Martin V. Riccardo and this publication soon followed in September of 1982. It is published and edited
by Dale D. Kaczmarek, President and is put out in February, June and October.

The Ghost Research Society is a membership organization devoted to collecting, analyzing and researching all
forms of the paranormal with an emphasis on ghosts, hauntings, poltergeists and life after death. Different memberships are
available for those wishing to become more actively involved. We are also looking for officers. State Coordinators, Field
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Lee Holloway

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Richard Senate

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Editors page:

I thoroughly enjoyed my research
trips this year especially the one
in New Jersey and New York. I
want to thank, Randy Liebeclc
my New Jersey State
Coordinator for graciously
finding the time to be with my
All. wife and I during our trip to the
)■( Garden State. We traveled
' throughout the state to such
places as: Shades of Death Road
which was something out of the
“Twilight Zone” since we
thought we were never going to see
civilization again as we got a bit lost; Ghost
Lake where an apparition of a woman can
sometimes be seen rising from the surface of
the lake; Bernardsville Public Library, scene
of numerous sounds and other disturbances;
The Spy House, which unfortunately has
been shut down and was one of the most
haunted sites in New Jersey; plus a number
of drive-by places and several stops in
downtown Manhattan including a haunted
firehouse, the apartment where Edgar Allen
Poe spent some time and a haunted
restaurant. Most of the latter sites were
from the book New York City Ghosts which
is reviewed in this edition.

We had a great time and would love
to come back again soon because there’s so
much more to see including haunted Cape
May. Thanks again Randy!

As of this printing, my long-awaited
book Windy City Ghosts is finally on it’s way
to the publishers. Ingram Publishing in
conjunction with my good friend Troy
Taylor will be producing my book next
Spring. Watch for it on the GRS website
and the June edition of the newsletter.

I wish to thank the following people

for their contributions: Jim Gracz, and
Maggie Cooper for their unusual
photographs, Dennis Hauck for the raw
footage from the Black Forest Haunting,
Linda Haluska for the newspaper clippings,
Timothy Dennehy for the video Ghost Quest
98 and Mark Gordon for the information on
Herman Mudgett and Murder Castle.

With the ghost tours. Excursions Into
The Unknown, now in full swing, I have
been getting a tremendous amount of new
business from the Home and Away Magazine
from the AAA Chicago Motor Club as they
featured Excursions Into The Unknown in
the September/October edition as Partners of
the Month. This year’s tour will be a north
and northwest side tour which is quite
different from last year’s tour, a south and
southwest side tour.

Matt Hucke informs me that during
the beginning of September the official GRS
website (www.ghostresearch.org) has gotten
more than twice the usual amount of hits per
day. For the first three days in September
there were 20,578 hits of the website! That
is phenomenal! I have been doing some
subtle changes and updates recently and will
be adding some new links, photographs and
stories in the upcoming weeks. Those that I
promised to exchange links with, please be
patient as this is my busiest time of the year
and I will definitely get around to them. I
promise!

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Ghost Research Society

I would like to welcome Phil
Driscoll, Brandon Kutka and Jeff Vollmer as
new Patron Members, Frank Spaziante III as
a new Contributing Member and Karen
Rasco and Christina Wallbruch as new
Sustaining Members. Also a special thanks
goes out to Donna Boonstra for her recent
upgrade to a Lifetime Membership. Since
our last newsletter we have added two new
members and have received renewals from
seven veteran members. Thanks to all!

At this printing the GRS and Dale
Kaczmarek will be featured on a number of
television specials around the Halloween
season. Discovery Channel will air a one
hour segment on ghost investigators
sometime in October. Check your local
listings for times and dates.

TLC will be airing several
photographs from the GRS archives in a
segment called “Top Ten” and Popular
Mechanics for Kids will be airing some
footage of the Joplin ghost light on their kids
program October 25 th which is a Saturday
morning. The segment will be called “Spook
Out”.

The segment being put together by
Daniel Noah and Christina Varotsis has been
suspended by the production staff due to
costs and the production crew.

During a research trip to Richmond
Virginia recently we were invited to
investigate a horse farm that was allegedly
haunted by phantom horses, sounds and
other weird occurrences. Plus the main
building was haunted by noises like a
cardboard box being dragged around.

Stanley Suho, my wife and I drove
out to the site and planned on staying only a
few days, however my car had other plans.

It broke down several times under very
mysterious circumstances and three different
repair shops including two GM dealers could
not ascertain the source of the problem. So,
we ended up staying a few extra days.

We were able to set up G.E.I.S.T.
along with the nightvision cameras, wireless
FM transmitters and other devices at the
various locations that were the focal points
of the haunting. Due to the wishes of the
owners, I am not able to identify this location
and there is a very real possibility that a
follow-up investigation for next year is
possible.

We were able to get some strange
orbs floating around in the main building and
some unusual sounds in the empty structure
while it was being monitored with a wireless
FM transmitter. We did not, however, see
anything visual even though before and after
we left the phenomena continues. The farm
is very close to a significant Civil War battle
and two smaller unmarked cemeteries; one
that is alleged to be a slave cemetery. Those
interested in joining us for a possible follow¬
up next year, please contact me with your
availability.

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Encounters at Evergreen Cemetery

Acc 'Aotiouuzif

Evergreen Cemetery in Jacksonville,
Florida, comprises a parcel of land that was
once part of Palermo Plantation, home of the
L’Engles, one of Jacksonville’s founding
families. In the 1880s, when the site where
there were already numerous graves was
officially designated a cemetery, it was
situated well north of the city. Today, the
graveyard is surrounded by houses and
commercial establishments. Driving north on
Main Street, one makes a right turn into the
cemetery and suddenly, the hustle and bustle
of a progressive city are forgotten and
replaced by peace and tranquility. A portion
of the newer part of the cemetery is
designated a “memorial garden” with graves
marked by flat, nondescript bronze plaques,
and near the gate is a wall of modern crypts.
But a little farther along the winding
driveway, flanked on either side by stately
palms, are some quite marvelous tombs.

The Ugly Angel

Among the granite
and marble
headstones, statuary
and vaults, there
stands an incredibly
unattractive male
winged creature.

This grotesque
Gabriel marks the
final resting place of
Bette Hightower, a
young matron who
died December 12, 1932, a few days shy of

her 3 5 th birthday. The elaborate monument,
although commonly referred to as “the ugly
angel”, must have been costly, and probably
considered extravagant, during the days of
the Great Depression when it was erected. If
there were any supernatural encounters near
the site during the first 30 years following
Mrs. Hightower’s death, such are not
recorded, however, an apparition has been
seen on at least two occasions since.

Barbara Wimberley’s grandmother
was one of those people who believed in
visiting the dead and almost every Sunday
afternoon, the family drove to Evergreen
Cemetery. “It was a routine,” Barbara
recalls. “On Sundays, we went to church;
we went to Grandma’s; and we went to the
cemetery.” The cemetery visit was routine,
too, until the Sunday Barbara and her
grandmother saw the ghost.

“Our family graves aren’t too far
from the main gate,” Barbara says, “and, of
course, while the adults stood around
reminiscing, my sister and brother and I ran
around among the graves. One Sunday we
discovered what we came to call ‘the ugly
angel,’ and after that, as soon as we got out
of the car, we would run off to see it. The
thin is so hideous. I can’t imagine anyone
putting something like that on a tombstone.”

Barbara recollects a particular
Sunday in the early 60s when her
grandmother was saddened by the death of
an older brother. “I remember she was
sitting in the back with my sister and me and
instead of talking a blue streak like she
usually did, she was very quiet. Now, I

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realize she was grieving, but at the time, I
didn’t understand, because I had hardly
known my great "uncle. Anyway, we pulled
up near our family plots and got out and, of
course, my sister said let’s go see the ugly
angel and for some reason that I have never
known. Grandma decided to go with us. We
ran on ahead with my sister going off in one
direction and me in the other. Then I
stopped and waited for Grandma and we
were walking along together when we saw
what I guess was a ghost. There, right in
front of the ugly angel was a woman. About
the time I saw her, Grandma said, ‘Oh,
Lord!’, so I knew she had see her, too.”

According to Barbara, the apparition
was “definitely female,” clothed in a light-
colored dress or suit. “For some reason,”
she continues, “I think it was a suit with a
jacket and long mid-calf skirt. We only saw
her for an instant and we knew she wasn’t
real because she was all shiny, like there was
a bright light behind her shining all around
her. She didn’t look real.”

Following her initial shock, Barbara’s
grandmother became exceedingly calm and
explained to her granddaughter the spirit was
a sign and they should not be frightened.

“She never said what kind of sign it was, but
she never tried to say it was just the way the
light was shining through the trees or
anything like that. But what I remember
most about that day, I mean, other than
seeing the ghost, was that Grandma was
more like herself on the way home.”

Thirty years later, Barbara, now an
adult with children of her own, found herself
once again in Evergreen Cemetery. Her
younger brother had been killed in an
accident two weeks earlier and it was his
grave she was visiting. “I was really sad,”
she recalls. “I had started to leave, but I
couldn’t stop crying so I decided to walk

around and try to calm down before driving
home. For some reason I cannot explain, I
found myself headed in the direction of the
ugly angel and I saw her again. The same
woman I had seen 30 years before was
standing there just like she was before. She
was all sTiimmery-like. 1 stopped dead in my
tracks and just like before, she disappeared
She didn’t fade away like ghosts do on TV.

It was just she was there and then she was
gone. I saw her only a second, but it was the
same figure in the same light-colored outfit.”

Following her initial shock, Barbara
hurried to the resting place of Belle
Hightower and tarried there. “After seeing
the ghost, or whatever it was, I was
overcome by a feeling of peace. It was like I
suddenly knew there was something more,
that I would see my brother again.”

Barbara has visited the cemetery
frequently since her second encounter with
the specter near the ugly angel monument,
but has never seen the shining wraith again.

“I think whatever it was appears to people
who are grieving,” she surmises, “to comfort
them and let them know there is life after
death.”

A Lady in Violet

The other two spirits of Evergreen
Cemetery are in the old section which is
reached by driving out the back gate and
across the railroad tracks. This part of the
burial ground incorporates an assortment of
magnificent mausoleums and funerary art of
the Victorian era beneath a canopy of
towering moss-draped oaks. It is in this
setting of shadows and gloom that a lady
dressed in violet once walked and perhaps,
she walks here still.

Although no one has reported seeing
her in many years, in the 1940s Mary Frances

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Hilliard saw the apparition while visiting the
cemetery with her aunt, uncle and cousin one
overcast afternoon. “We were just
wandering about when my cousin suddenly
shouted. ‘Look'!' and pointed back toward
the gate. What we saw was a woman in an
old-fashioned violet-colored dress and she
was wearing a black hat with some kind of
plume on it like an ostrich feather. Her long
skirt was more straight than flared, so she
was probably from the 1890s. You know, I
wasn’t really scared because I had heard
stories. I was fascinated, but not scared.”

Ms. Hilliard, admittedly, was not
frightened by the lady in violet, but the same
cannot be said of her aunt. “Aunt Lavenia
was a hysterical woman and she almost
fainted, or, at least, she pretended she was
about to faint, and Uncle Ruben had to help
her to the car,” Ms. Hilliard relates.

When they got home, according to
Ms. Hilliard, Aung Lavenia ran onto the
porch, “practically fell back into the swing,”
and after catching her breath, dramatically
reported what happened in the cemetery.
“Mama was a little concerned,” Ms. Hilliard
admits, “but my grandfather heard the
commotion and came out on the porch and
said people had been seeing the spirit of a
woman in the cemetery as far back as he
could remember. I never knew if he was
trying to help or harm because he said
anybody who saw the ghost would have a
death in the family in a few days and that
made Aunt Lavenia even worse.”

One wonders whether Ms. Hilliard’s
grandfather knew of what he spoke, or was
simply fed up with his daughter-in-law’s
hysterics. In any event, a few days later,
Aunt Lavenia’s father died unexpectedly and
was buried in Evergreen Cemetery.

So far as it is known, this is the last
reported sighting of the wraith in the violet

dress. Because violet, like black, was once
considered a color of mourning, the lady is
likely the apparition of a woman who, in life,
frequently visited the grave of a loved one.

If Ms. Hilliard’s grandfather was right, and
the phantom is a crisis apparition appearing
to those who are about to lose a family
member, this would explain why she has not
been seen in recent years because nowadays,
few burials take place in this section of the
graveyard.

Tomb of the Unknown

The final - - and most intriguing - -
ghost stalking the serene paths of Evergreen
Cemetery is the apparition of a man observed
standing in the doorway of an unmarked
mausoleum. At the rear of the old section of
the cemetery, completely separated from
other graves, stands a splendid tomb of
unknown origin. It is a magnificent structure
upon which no family name or dates of
internment are carved, and cemetery workers
declare they have no idea who lies within the
marble sepulcher.

The story of the ‘man in the door’ is
related by Vicki Wallace, a thin, blonde in
her late 40s, who has near perfect recall of
events that transpired almost 30 years ago.

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“Betty was a girl who came to our high
school in the 10 th grade and my friends and I
thought she was strange because she was
really into the supernatural,” Ms. Wallace
relates. “We were in a creative writing class
togther during our senior year (1969) and
Betty wrote about a ghost lover she met in
the cemetery. Okay,” she admits, “what we
wrote wasn’t necessarily true, but, still, a
ghost lover is a little weird.” It seems Betty
claimed she met her phantom paramour at
Evergreen Cemetery. She saw him standing
in the cobweb-shrouded doorway of an old
mausoleum and went over and introduced
herself. There was no name on the tomb but
the blond, blue-eyed apparition, attired in the
duds of another century, told her his name
was Thaddeus.

Betty was so precise in her
description of the unmarked tomb that Vicki
and her friends, fascinated by their
classmate’s story, were able to locate it
without any trouble. “We simply went to the
old part of the cemetery and there it was
toward the back just like she described it
with no name on it. But, of course, we
couldn’t resist kidding her about it. You
know how kids are.”

But, apparently, Betty was of a far
superior intellect and her quick retorts often
left her tormentors speechless. “I remember
once, we were kidding Betty about her ghost
lover and I said I could never make up
something like that and Betty replied, ‘Who
said I made it up?’ and turned and walked
away. She was smart and quick, I’ll give her
that,” Ms. Wallace concedes.

After graduation, the members of the
class of‘69 went their separate ways and
Vicki, entangled in an unhappy marriage, had
all but forgotten Betty. Then one day she
was talking with an old classmate who said
he had run into Betty in an airport. “She

(Betty) told him she was on her way to New
Orleans to some kind of book convention,”
says Vicki. “He said he got the impression
she was a writer and noticed she was flying
first class. She probably writes gothic
novels. I wish I could find one of her books
but she’s probably using a pen name,
something exotic. I’m sure ”

Vicki still thinks of her
unconventional classmate from time-to-time
and following a fairly recent event, admits
she has begun to reevaluate her own beliefs
concerning the supernatural. “It was in 1995
and I was about to be married to my second
husband. He has a daughter, Tina, by his
first marriage and when we were planning
the wedding, Tina came to visit one weekend
for the wedding rehearsal. It turned out she
was really into the gothic scene and liked
taking pictures of old graveyards and things
like that. She asked if there were any
interesting cemeteries around Jacksonville
and the only one I could think of was
Evergreen so, the next afternoon, we went
out there.”

Vicki and her future step-daughter
were walking about the old section of
Evergreen Cemetery when the girl grabbed
her arm. “Over there!” she exclaimed.
“There’s a man standing at the door of that
old mausoleum!” The older woman thought
the impressionable teenager was just seeing
things. But when they reached the spot at
which Tina swore she had seen a man in old-
fashioned attire, Vicki was shocked to find
they were standing before the unmarked
tomb her weird classmate had written about
more than a quarter-century before.

Submitted by GRS member: Lee Holloway,
2260 N. University Blvd., #44, Jacksonville,
FL. 32211-3240.

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Hawaiian Haunts:
fl Visitor's Survival Guide

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Senate

Hawai.

Many thousands of
tourists visit the
beautiful Hawaiian
Islands each year
and more than a
few, by accident or
ignorance, break
one of the many
ancient taboos of
the islands. These
taboos have been held responsible for
accidents and financial reversals. To assist
those who plan to tour the 50 lh state I have
listed a number of guidelines to use in
protecting one from receiving a curse.

1. Don’t belittle the Ancient Gods. To

many Hawaiians, the old Gods are not the
stuff of myth, but are important aspects of
the Hawaiian Culture. To incur the Gods’
wrath is said to be the height of folly. One
visitor to “the City of Refuge,” on the Big
Island of Hawaii, saw a young boy toss
stones at the wooden statue of an ancient
deity. Later he saw the child slip and split
his lip on a jagged stone!

2. Respect the ancient Holy Places. The

stone mounds that served the ancient

Hawaiians as temples are believed to hold
great supernatural power. The stones that
make up the mounds are sacred and should
not be handled or removed. To move such a
stone is said to be an instant curse that can
lead to all manner of unpleasant results.
These ancient temple sites are held to be
“Kapu” or forbidden. One American,
visiting a temple site on the Island of Kauai,
told of feeling invisible hands encircling his
neck and forcing him to leap from the
mound. A honeymooning couple of the Big
Island of Hawaii hiked to one of the ancient
temple sites that overlooked the ocean.

Once there they rested upon the stones,
watching the pounding surf The young wife
felt a sudden chill on the back of her neck
and heard a whispered voice in her ear say
“Kapu”. She turned and saw that they were
alone. She then turned to her husband and
told him that she felt it was time to go. He
had heard nothing, but felt the icy wind and
change of the atmosphere. Several hotels
have been built near ancient holy places and
many guests have reported hearing chants
and drums issuing from the sacred mounds
late at night. Historically, human sacrifices
were conducted upon the stone mounds.
Perhaps the ritual murders have indeed left
some supernatural energy at these places.

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Approach them with reverence.

3. Respect the sacred roads. Several
highways on the Hawaiian Islands are held
sacred. Several were constructed by the
ancient chiefs and kings to be used in holy
processions. In ancient times these were
considered “Kapu” by the common people.
These highways are rumored haunted by the
spirits of ancient warriors. The worst thing
that can be done is to carry pork on these
highways late at night. Those that do have
reported accidents and bizarre malfunctions
with their automobiles. The high roads are
the most often cited as sacred. The taboo on
pork may be linked to the use of pork as a
sacrifice to the ancient Gods long ago. The
Saddle Back Road out of Hilo, on the Big
Island, has many stories of supernatural
events happening late at night. The road
between Kaunkakai and Kualapuu on the
Island of Molokai is also haunted by a
number of specters including strange dwarfs
and, at a big ditch half way between the two
towns, a frightening headless horseman has
been encountered. The ghost rides a grey
horse and holds his severed head high in his
hands as the head laughs and shrieks. Some
report that their cars have just died on this
road until the spirits pass by.

4. Never disturb Lava Rocks. The rocks
of the volcano are scared to the goddess Pele
and should be left where they lie. Those
who have defied this curse have paid the
price for their irreverence with ill luck.

Those visiting the islands and have taken a
lava stone home as a inexpensive souvenir
tell of accidents and disasters. Many have
mailed the stones back to the islands in
desperation, hoping that this will break the
spell.

5. Never mistreat a strange old woman in
Hawaii. Many native Hawaiians still believe
in the power of the goddess Pele and hold
that she can assume the form of an elderly
woman and walk the islands. Those who
defy the goddess by insulting her face many
problems. She controls the volcanoes. On
July 22, 1956, The Honolulu Star-Bulletin
headlined; “Be kind to Madame Pele or face
the results.” Those who live near active
volcanoes are staunch believers in the power
of Pele. Some say she can also assume the
form of a beautiful red-haired woman.
Sometimes she is seen hitchhiking along the
high roads near ancient volcanoes. Even in
this form Pele should always be respected.

6. Don’t touch bones. The ancient
Hawaiians believed that the spirit was
contained in the bones and because of that
bones should be handled with great care. All
bones should be held sacred. If hikers or
explorers should stumble upon an ancient
burial cave, where the bones of great chiefs
and priests are interred, they should leave at
once. The longer one stays in such a sacred
cave, the greater the danger of a terrible
curse.

7. Salt and Ti plant are sacred and can
be used to ward off negative forces. A lei

made up of “Ti” leaves is said to be a
powerful amulet to protect one from
supernatural attack. Houses with “Ti” plants
planted at the four corners will ward off evil
spirits and keep ghosts away.

8. Ancient battlefields should be treated
with respect. The site where the ancient
warriors fought long ago are held sacred and
should be avoided after dark. For when the
moon is low, the spirits of the long-dead
warriors wander the battlefields re-enacting

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the battles of long ago. Phantom warriors
have been seen by both native Hawaiians and
visitors alike.

By following these guidelines a safe
and harmonious visit can be accomplished

and one that might give the tourist some of
the reverence the Hawaiian people have for
these magical islands.

Haunted Hauuaii

The Ghostly Warrior of Pali Nuuonu

Setuxte

“If you see the white lady, you’re a
goner for sure.” With the sun of a mid¬
morning Hawaiian Day shining, such words
might seem less frightening, but the way our
tour bus driver maneuvered the bus was
enough to cause me to grip my seat firmly
and listen in silence as he continued to tell of
Hawaii’s fabled haunts.

“All Hawaiians are psychic,” he said,
not taking his eyes off the highway, “and we
know things. Like my grandfather knew
when my aunt was going to die. He just
knew even before the telephone call. He
knew she was gone.” The bus geared down
with a distinct whine as we began a steep
section of the mountain highway. As we
climbed the windy Koolau Mountains that
rise outside Honolulu, our driver continued
the story of the White Lady of Pali.

“She is the goddess who guards this
place, but she is not alone. There was a big
battle fought here in 1795. King
Kamehameha invaded the island of Oahu and
pushed back the defenders to this valley.
They made a stand at these cliffs fighting all
day long with war clubs and spears.

Kamehameha won and the defeated warriors
were pushed over the Pali, down the cliffs,
1,000 feet, to the rocks. For years skeletons
of those warriors could be seen at the foot of
the Pali. The ghosts of those warriors march
in the night and some say that they refight
the battle late at night when the moon is full.
The White Lady guards this place and she
doesn’t like pork - NO WAY!”

The bus stopped at the windy over¬
look that looms over the green fields of
Oahu. I asked what would happen if
someone brought pork up the mountain?

The Hawaiian smiled, “Well, I don’t know,
but lots of accidents happen up here.” He
grinned in a way that indicated that the tale
of the mysterious White Lady might be only
a legend. As we left the tour bus we were
swept by the truly incredible winds that blow
up the cliffs. Our garments were pulled
about our bodies and Muumuus ballooned
like parachutes.

“If you toss a penny from the cliff it
will fly back to you,” yelled our guide as he
looked over the protecting concrete wall. “If
you fall over the edge, the wind is so strong

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you would be blown right up again!” I
wondered about this. If it were true, what
about the old Hawaiian warriors? They were
not blown back but fell from the precipice to
their deaths. Listening to the moaning of the
winds it seemed as if voices could be heard
whispering from below. Stories of ghosts
here seemed somehow natural here.

Later, I interviewed a long-time
resident of the islands who confirmed the
legend of The Pali.

Mrs. P., like many Navy wives at
Pearl City, quickly made several friends
among some of the families on Oahu. It was
from them that she learned of the “White
Lady” and the ghostly warriors of the Pali.
Inclined toward skepticism, she and a
girlfriend decided to test the legend and
challenge the spirits of the islands by taking
the forbidden pork up the Nuuanu Highway
to the Pali. Fittingly, they began their
adventure at midnight. Half way up the
mountain something went wrong with the
car. The brakes locked and spun the vehicle
off the road, coming to rest with one wheel
over the edge of a thousand-foot drop.

When the frightened ladies at last secured

help and a tow truck came to pull them free,
the driver of the truck, a Hawaiian, asked,
“Did you try the pork?” They nodded. They
were informed that many have challenged the
Gods over the years - some had come away
with disabled cars; others had been swept
from the cliffs by the ghost warriors. “If you
had met the White Lady you would not be
standing here right now,” he said. “Your
folks would be lookin’ at you under a sheet
in the morgue.”

A visit to the wind blasted Pali point
is enough to cause a skeptic to reconsider
the legends of Haunted Hawaii. When the
winds moan and shriek, stories of ancient
warriors and White Ladies become almost
believable.

Submitted by: Richard Senate, Special
Consultant to the GRS, 10061 Carlyle St.,
Ventura, CA. 93004.

Website:

http://aim.ti/JAM/ghost/ghstelrv.htm

email: Ghostlamp@msn.com

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For those of you
who have become
jaded with the
controversy
surrounding the
haunting of
Amityville, Long
Island, there is still
hope. Try Olathe,
Kansas. You can
find a nice new duplex with two ghosts and
an Indian curse. Seems improbable in an
area that was somebody’s cow pasture
yesterday. But the question is, what was the
cow pasture used for the day before
yesterday?

The duplex is a rental unit. The
managing real estate company just laughs
when it is suggested that it is a little peculiar
to find all the hardware unscrewed before
you move in. They ignore tenants who ask
how the water faucets can be flowing at
inconvenient times when the water hasn’t
even been turned on yet. But ask who owns
the house or what contractor built the area
and they get downright rude. It wouldn’t do
you any good if you did know since
whatever it was happened long before.

They thought they were ready for
anything when they moved in - especially as
they had already heard that ten or more
couples had moved in and out in the previous
two years. The first night, the husband
recorded some music and found that he had

an unexpected background of tomtoms on
the tape. This was wiped on the assumption
that it was “electrical interference”, all over
the house. A friend came over to see the
new place and felt something grab her ankle
on the stairs. The minister stopped by to
bless the new home. He kept making
swatting motions which he said were
nothing. Somehow, he left without having
blessed anything but the thin air around him.

Then they settled down to the
problem of life on an Indian reservation in
which you couldn’t see the Indians. They
felt them, dreamt them and heard them a lot.
Indian decorative motifs were used on the
theory that this would make “them” feel
more at home. The husband even wore an
Indian protective cross. Not much ever
happened to him except two exploratory
operations with negative results and several
flat tires every week. The wife kept getting
flashes of an Indian woman wearing what
appears to be white deerskin dress.
Occasionally, she would see a white woman
who seemed very contemporary. The
presence of the white woman seemed to
interest her only as it seemed unrelated to
her Indian life. She seemed to know a lot
about both figures. But the information had
not come thru the Ouija board they had tried,
she just knew it as fact without knowing or
caring how. She was in a strong symbiotic
relationship with two spirits who didn’t wish
her well. She was alive and they were dead.
She had gotten as far as realizing that the

chants and visions of a sea of eyes around
them must be related to a place of the dead.
She wanted to know what tribe they were
and why they didn’t construct their mound at
the top of a hill.

Our parallel impressions indicated
that the Indian woman had belonged to a
tribe that feared spirits of the waters. They
watched her be swept away without trying to
rescue her in a creak that runs at the bottom
of the hill as the land then lay. The white
woman was killed when a boater dumped
into her bath. There was a bond of sympathy
between them. The burial ground was there

all right. Just as the witch doctors had left it,
complete with devil dogs to attack anyone
who approached for any reason whatsoever.

The woman in white deerskin put her
devil dogs to sleep in wicker baskets after
she had told her story. It was just as well.

By that time, the leaf spring on my car had
somehow broken and the muffler had fallen
off the substitute car.

Submitted by: Maurice Schwalm, PO Box
3522, Kansas City, MO. 66103-0522.

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This Olde House

9

I found my old house in 1973, and so
all ten years of The Old-House Journal are
on my book shelves. My house is a rather
plain example of the Queen Anne style, built
in 1903 by a practical man, who gave it very
few flourishes. However, it remains almost
unchanged and so authentic that it has been a
delight to restore. Before we moved in, we
only had to give it a good cleaning; we
planned to live around our restoration
projects.

The first “unexplainable” occurrence
came during one of those early days of
heavy-duty cleaning. I was in the cellar,
sweeping up the stucco particles that had
fallen from the sandstone walls, and
coughing from the soot that had accumulated
from years of burning coal. I was completely
absorbed in my task, and unaware that we
had worked almost through the night. My
husband Terry was washing walls on the first
floor. It was the shrillness of his voice
calling for me that caused me to rush
upstairs.

He was in the sitting room, off the
parlor. He had been on a ladder, washing
the ceiling fixture, when a soft voice, one
that he mistook for mine, had spoken his
name. He said the voice had come from
directly behind him, almost at the level of his
ear - while I had been down a flight of stairs
and working in a far corner of the cellar.

We were both very tired and decided
to leave our chores until the next day.

Before we left for our apartment, I went
upstairs to take one quick look at the little
bedroom. We had fixed it up and furnished
it before any other, just so that one room
would seem homey in the chaos of moving.

I found the ruffled curtains, braided rug, and

antique furniture very reassuring, and I took
the time to straighten the crazy quilt on the
bed before I left.

We didn’t return until late into the
next afternoon. As Terry carried in cartons,

I went upstairs to set my prettiest house
plants around the little bedroom. The crazy
quilt, smoothed ten hours earlier, was
rumpled, and the bed pillow bore the
indentation of a sleeper’s head.

To be very truthful, I was delighted
at the thought of owning a “haunted” house.
It was going to make terrific conversation at
the house warming! The sitting room, where
the voice was heard, temporarily became an
antique shop. About five years later, I found
myself alone here, and the shop was closed.

I moved my bedroom to that room, as I
didn’t like sleeping upstairs anymore. We
hadn’t decorated or papered the sitting
room, because it was a constantly changing
arrangement of furniture, pictures, periods,
and designs. It was dingy without the
clutter, any my beautiful Victorian bedroom
set made it look that much worse by
comparison. I didn’t sleep very well the first
few weeks.

My mother came to spend the
holidays with me. We shared my bed and
slept without a problem. Two nights after
she left, I saw my ghost. I awakened from
the restless sleep that I’d become used to,
and saw the figure of a woman approaching
me from the end of my bed. She was slender
and appeared taller than she was as her hair
was piled up and fluffed. She wore a long,
loose-fitting dress with no color to it. Her
face was plain and expressionless.

My reaction was not that of a cool,
scientific observer, as I had always imagined

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it would be. All I felt was absolute terror. I
called out, “Mother? Mother?” in confusion,
as though it was fter and nothing else. I did
manage to look away to check my dogs.

They were sleeping on my bed, as usual. I
even reached out and touched the nearest;
the physical contact with his fur proved to
me that I was really awake. But neither he
nor the other was sharing my experience (as
many authorities say they are supposed to).

The figure glided rather than walked
as it came forward. It even seemed to pass
partially through the footboard of my bed, as
though it did not exist for it. Meanwhile, I
kept repeating, “Mother! Mother!” over and
over, like a frightened child, until the
apparition dissolved at the door leading to
the parlor.

I sensed its presence one more time a
few nights later, but would not open my eyes
to see if it was there. I decided that sleeping
upstairs wasn’t so bad after all, and the
sitting room became my TV room, now
cheerfully papered and furnished with the
only furniture in the house which is not
antique. Nothing had disturbed me since.

In 1981,1 began to look into the
background of my house. I followed OHJ’s
advice and talked with neighbors and
relatives of the original builder. A surviving

daughter of the family that lived there until
1945 was kind enough to correspond with
me. She even sent me photos from her
family album. Her sister Gertrude went to
South Dakota and died there giving birth io a
son. The boy was sent back to Ohio to live
with his grandparents.

His grandfather was the depot
sergeant for Penn-Central. The old depot,
now restored, is still standing just across the
street. The boy went to work for the
railroad, too, but was killed when still a
young man in a freak accident. He was a
switchman and was run down by a train
while changing the track - about 30 miles
away from here, on the same tracks that I
can see from my windows. He slept on an
old iron bed, one which I thought had
belonged to the people from whom we
purchased the house, but which actually had
been against the wall in the little bedroom
upstairs for at least 60 years.

His mother and I have met. I wonder
if Gertrude was wearing the same loose
summer dress seen in her picture the night
she paid me a visit.

Submitted by: R.S. of Olmsted Falls, Ohio.

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Letters

To

The

Editor

I need assistance in finding out what
this weird light is that appears on my ceiling.

I think it’s electricity because I do live by
high voltage towers but I am not sure. I live
close to Denver and would greatly appreciate
any suggestion for a local contact to
investigate this light. I hope that I don’t
sound like a crazy person. I have noticed
these lights since Wednesday (4-28-99) and
to be honest, I just want to be able to “turn
them off’ so I can go to sleep. The lights
themselves seem to have a pattern of flowing
electricity, like that ball you see in the mall at
Spencer’s Gifts, that you can put your hand
on the “lightning” follows your fingertips. I
do hope that you don’t think this is a sham
or anything and would appreciate any
suggestions.

Sandy B.

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Dear Mr. Kaczmarek,

I moved into a new home about 5
months ago. We have had many unexplained
happenings. Some as little as broken items,
finding broken glass when nothing broken
can be found, moved or rearranged items.
More recently, we have had more disturbing
incidents. Some examples would be light
switches, alarm clocks, answering machine,
computer and other household items turning
on and off by themselves. Most recently my
daughter was playing video games and I was
in my room when her picture, that hangs in
the hallway, flew from the wall. Not just fell.

it landed far from where it would have had if
just fallea

My concern is that sense we have
lived here, my daughter has had very strange
behavior. I feel that we have more than one
spirit here. I believe that one of them is a
child being playful. The other or others seem
to be very angiy and vindictive. I am very
worried that my daughter is seeing or feeling
something that is causing her behavior. If
you can help me figure out a way to live
peacefully I would really appreciate it.

Thank you for your time.

Karrie.

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Mr. Kaczmarek,

I am writing you on behalf of my
sister and her family. We both live here in
southern California and she has recently
bought a house in Old Town Whittier. There
is a concern in our family about their house.
My sister Missi, and her husband Todd, have
3 children. Joseph (4), Sarah 2 Vi) and
Krystina (1). Sarah has been complaining
about a man in her bedroom now for quite a
while and on occasion has been in the room
while my sister has been changing her. My
family is Catholic, so naturally, my sister
keeps holy water in her closet. My niece
doesn’t like to go to sleep when she says he
is there. I am very concerned and fascinated
by this, and I would like some info on
someone here in California who could
possibly give some light on what they should
do about this. Sarah is barely forming
sentences...and she gets very frustrated and
terrified when she realizes that nobody else
can see what she sees. I would appreciate
the help.

Sincerely,

Enrico Villanueva

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Well, I can’t believe I’m writing you
this, but I believe I live in the most haunted
house there is. As a kid I was woken every
night by several old people standing in my
room. They used to have these strange
meetings every night. They were not
glowing, they looked real. I knew I wasn’t
dreaming because I would never wake up
from it.

Everyone in my house has their own stories.
We have a hall that connects mine and my
sisters room and if you are sitting in the
living room every once in a while, you will
see a figure walk through the hall quickly.

We call him the “Hall Guy” but everyone has
seen him and it keeps some people from
coming back. I guess I’m writing you to find
out if you of anyway in which to maybe
record these “Ghosts”. I have a nightvision
camera with infrared. Please write back.

I’m a 25-year-old private investigator and of
sound mind, but my mom’s house is haunted
and I don’t know why. If there are ghosts

here, why ain’t they everywhere?
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I’m emailing you in the hopes of
obtaining some answers. A friend of mine
has experiences that are extremely hard to
explain since she moved into her apartment
on May the first, 1999. Her female tabby cat
has been howling at her and her husband at
night while they are sleeping, waking them
up. Her scissors went missing from her
bathroom cabinet, and turned up in her living
room. Her needle and thread has gone
missing, and still is. She gets a strong feces
smell when she walks into a room that goes
away after a few seconds. She woke up with
a scratch down her spine, from neck to
tailbone, that wasn’t there the night before.
And she has reddish-brown stains on her
hands and feet that won’t wash off, that
appeared overnight, but there are no stains in

her apartment that she could have stepped in.
Any information or insight into these
occurrences would be greatly appreciated.

My friend and I live in London, Ontario,
Canada.

Denise

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For the last few weeks, we have
experienced some most unusual happenings
in our home, that have, at best, gotten out of
hand. First, let me explain that we are the
original owners of our six-year-old home.

The happenings I am referring to include the
following: stools placed up on our kitchen
counter, pictures hung upside down, doors
locking, office chairs up on desks and bath
water turned off. Believe me when I tell you
that I know how insane all this sounds. We
have no shared these happenings with any of
our family or friends, except two of my
daughters friends who witnessed some of
these strange things. There is only myself,

46 years old, my husband 47, our daughter
14 and our Labrador and three cats. None of
the animals have EVER acted in a suspicious
manner. We are at a total loss to explain any
of this. Is there any help you can offer by
way of reading materials, tapes, etc.
Anything? The happenings seem to be
focusing on my husband, his office and his
things. Today we found his heavy desk
moved into a corner with an old baby picture
placed on his chair. Extremely weird and
unsettling! What does all this mean and how
can I find out? If you can offer any
assistance or guidance, we sure would
appreciate it. I can completely understand
how this story may sound; outrageous comes
to mind, but rest assured, I am not
embellishing. I look forward to hearing from
you at your convenience.

Tammy B., Colorado Springs, Colorado.
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Opinion Polls

Jim Graczyk of Chicago, Illinois writes:

“A question and answer section. Possibly
answer questions submitted via web email,
etc. Possibly GRS friendly events mention
like upcoming conference in July, News
programs GRS will be featured on. I think
the newsletter is very good. Put together
very well, pictures, articles. No problem at
all.”

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Marjorie A.E. Cook of Madison,
Wisconsin comments: “I enjoy seeing other
ghosthunter’s representations of ghosts and
haunted sites. I do freelance artwork and
would like info on contributing in this area.
I’d like more information on investigations
and research. Have you written any type of
ghosthunter’s handbook? I’d think your
experience would insure a valuable
contribution to less experienced
ghosthunters.

Of all the magazines, newsletters and
journals to which I subscribe, I think yours in
my favorite. I particularly like the fact that it
isn’t cluttered with stories about UFOs,
Fortean phenomena, etc. While on occasion
articles on these subjects in O.K., my
primary interest is in hauntings! I find most
of the articles in your newsletter to be very
well written and always interesting. Very
impressive!”

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Editor:

New columns are always dependent
on reader input. I already have a 'Letters
To The Editor ’ column but would consider
adding additional columns such as a
'Question & Answer ’ column if there were
sufficient input and questions from the

readers and subscribers.

I have not produced a handbook but a very
good source would be Troy Taylor as he
has. You can contact him on his website:
wwwjimirieghosts. com or call toll-free at:
888-GHOSTLY. He has produced a
Ghosthunters Handbook which I highly
recommend.

Ghost Trackers Newsletter has always
prided itself on being one of the few
publications dealing strictly with ghosts,
hauntings, poltergeists and life after death.
We will continue to strive to only produce
articles under those headings only. We
often turn down other material dealing with
UFOs and New Agers, which, while
somewhat interesting, doesn 7 meet with our
format.

With a lot of consideration, this column
‘Opinion Polls ’ will be discontinued as we
have noticed that many do not fill out and
return their opinion polls and this really is a
waste of time and postage for the GRS.
Opinion Polls will only be given out to local
GRS members at Bi-Monthly Meetings.
However, if you have a comment, question
or criticism regarding any aspect of Ghost
Trackers Newsletter, please send them to my
attention personally and permission to
reprint such in an upcoming issue. Or,
comments can remain anonymous if you
prefer.

Dale Kaczmarek

Spirit Photography Page

Here’s a photograph taken last fall at Robinson Woods Indian Burial Grounds located in
Norridge, Illinois along East River Road and Lawrence Avenue. It apparently shows some
interesting wisps of smokey material near and on the actual monument taken during a bright sunlit
afternoon.

Hi, I am enclosing a picture. Would you look at it and tell me if it’s paranormal in nature. Thank
you very much. Cricket via email.

Editor: I’m assuming that he is referring to the large ball of white light in the upper window on
the balcony of the building. It’s hard to tell with this picture but it could easily be a simple
reflection of something in the background; even clouds.

Book Reviews

Maine Ghosts-& legends: 24 Encounters
With the Supernatural by Thomas A.
Verde (Down East Books, Camden,

Maine, softbound, 1989,126 pages, $8.95,
ISBN: 0-89272-273-8)

A delightful small book devoted to
Maine; one of the first books that I ever
came across that was written about that far
northeastern state. Written in an easy-to-
read format without all the bells and whistles
of larger and more difficult to understand
works.

Mr. Verde is a freelance writer and
reporter so he knows how to research a story
to get to the bottom of it. He does an
admirable job in putting together the first
book of it’s kind and sorting through the
legends and tales of Maine.

I enjoyed the book immensely and
would recommend it to any New Englander,
or, for that matter, to anyone interested in a
good old-fashioned ghost story.

Rated a 6 in a 1-10 scale.

Reviewed by: Dale Kaczmarek
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Haunted Sussex Today by Andrew Green
(S.B. Publications, c/o 19 Grove St.,
Seaford, East Sussex, BN25 1TP,

England, softbound, 1997, 87 pages, 5.99
pounds, ISBN: 1-85770-121-6)

Even though Mr. Green is up in age,
he just continues to amaze me with the
rapidity in which he churns out one book
after another concerning British ghosts! One
of England’s most well-known ghost
researchers, Andrew Green, spares no
expense in traveling about the countryside

digging up stories, tales and legends along
with eye-witness accounts for this small but
amazing book.

Lavishly illustrated with many
pictures, some which were taken by my good
friend and fellow ghost researcher, Tom
Perrott. The stories are all rather short but
to the point and they leave the reader with
no doubt in his/her mind that this place is
indeed haunted! Alphabetically listed by the
town or village, it makes for easy reference
and easy access for the traveler who might
be attempting to visit these places on a
holiday. Don’t miss this one!

Rated a 6 in a 1-10 scale.

Reviewed by: Dale Kaczmarek
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New York City Ghost Stories by Charles
J. Adams IH (Exeter House Books, PO
Box 8134, Reading, PA. 19603, softbound,
1996, 185 pages, $10.95, ISBN: 1-880683-
09-1)

Charles J. Adams III is another one
of those authors that finds no difficulty in
producing one fine book after another; and
he has done just that with New York City
Ghost Stories. While on a visit to downtown
Manhanttan, I had a chance to visit a number
of the places listed in Mr. Adams book with
my good friend and New Jersey State
Coordinator, Randy Liebeck. In fact, I was
able to pick up a copy of the book while in
New York. Again it’s only one of it’s kind
as I’ve never seen another book devoted
simply to New York City ghosts.

While in New York City, I was able
to visit Fire Station No. 2 in Greenwich
Village which is allegedly haunted by a

ghostly resident who may be a former fire
fighter; Washington Square Park which was
once a burial ground and execution yard and
it supposedly haunted by a variety of
specters; a former home of Edgar Allan Poe
located in Third Street, also in Greenwich
Village which is haunted by none other than
the great poet himself and a nearby
restaurant.

The book was instrumental in
directing us around and filing in the details of
the hauntings. Pictures are a plus in this
book and I highly recommend it!

Rated a 7 in a 1-10 scale.

Reviewed by: Dale Kaczmarek
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Ghosts and Haunted Houses of Maryland
by Trish Gallagher (Tidewater
Publishers, Centreville, Maryland, 21617,
softbound, 1988, 95 pages, $6.95, ISBN:
0-87033-382-8)

An interesting collection of authentic
homes and historic buildings that have hung
on to a ghost or two over the years. The
author does a fine job putting together the
stories but many are private homes where the
names have been changed and locations not
mentioned to protect the privacy of those
living there now. That is fine, but it doesn’t
do much for the ghostbusters and researchers
who would like to visit the locales
mentioned.

Illustrations abound but no actual
pictures. There are a few worth mentioning
including: the Frenchtown Tavern, the spirits
of Mount Saint Mary’s, Lilburn (which I had
a chance to visit while on a INFO haunted
bus tour), Petty Cannon’s home, Cedar Hill,
Surrat House and, surely the most haunted
location in the book. Point Lookout.

I especially enjoyed the story on
Point Lookout and plan to visit it next time.

I’m in Maryland. It’s located on the site of a
former prisoner of war camp during the Civil
War. Many have come away with
encounters, strange photographs and EVP
on their tape recorder.

While, rather short on content,
considering the whole of Maryland is
mentioned in the name of the book, it’s still
worth reading.

Rated a 5 in a 1-10 scale.

Reviewed by: Dale Kaczmarek
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Haunted Ohio IV by Chris Woodyard
(Kestrel Publications, 1811 Stonewood
Dr., Beavercreek, Ohio 45432, softbound,
1997, 213 pages, $10.95, ISBN: 0-
9628472-5-9)

The fourth, and hopefully, not the
last in a series of books about the ‘Buckeye
State’. Tastefully represented by Woodyard
who is, by far, the most respected author and
researcher in Ohio. I had a chance to catch
up to her a few years ago while in Ohio and
she graciously offered to take my wife and I
around some of the numerous haunted sites
around Dayton. Too bad I missed her tours
which she no longer runs!

Many of the places mentioned in IV
are open to the public and she gives you
addresses and phone numbers, when
available. Truly a good tour book for those
unfamiliar with Ohio.

With all the anecdotal stories at the
end of IV, there is probably enough material
for a Haunted Ohio V which I would buy
without hesitation.

They just keep getting better and
better! Rated a 7 in a 1-10 scale.

Reviewed by: Dale Kaczmarek
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Dark Harvest: The Compleat Haunted
Decatur by Troy Taylor (Whitechapel
Productions, Alton, Illinois,
wwvt.prairieehosts.com, 1-888-
GHOSTLY, large softbound, 1997, 311)
pages, $19.95, ISBN: 0-9651497-5-7)

A real masterwork by Taylor who
tirelessly works to get the stories accurate,
correct and highly researched. It may seem
redundant, but I continue to praise his books
as “not to be passed up by any means”. If
you have ever lived in Decatur or simply
wanted to know more about, not only the
ghostly aspect, but the history, then this
book is for you!

It starts out with a vivid and
compelling history from the very beginning
and continuing to present day. Intermingled
within are the stories, legends and ‘things
that go bump in the night’.

The photographs are great and many
can only be found today in city archives or
through private collections. Troy has
searched through such collections to make
this book utterly complete and thorough!

The input by Frank Ward,
parapsychologist, is also something you
should not miss. Frank is truly the
‘grandfather’ of the modem day
ghosthunters.

There is also a Midwest Travel Guide
for outside the Decatur area and local
encounters at private homes which only add
to this already bulging amount of material for
the reader.

Rated a 9 in a 1-10 scale.

Reviewed by: Dale Kaczmarek
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Ghost Quest 98 Videotape (Ghost Seeker
Society, Movie-Mix Productions, 408-248-
7846, www.ghostquest.com, 1998, 70
min.)

An interesting exploratory video that
follows the founder of the Ghost Seeker
Society across the great northwest. Using
digital cameras and Sony nightvision
camcorders 'he has went in search of fee
strange and the paranormal. Some of what
he captured on this video tape is truly
amazing and deserves a serious look at.

While there are some that most likely have
natural explanations i.e. bugs flying through
the picture and some digital camera flaws,
most is interesting and I commend him for
trying.

Not to try something is worse than
trying and failing. I would definitely urge the
reader to go to his website and order up a
copy of this video tape and judge for
yourself!

Rated a 7 in a 1-10 scale.

Reviewed by: Dale Kaczmarek
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Ateird itteAr Jersey is published two
times a year in Mav and October bv Weird
NJ Inc., and can'oe found at various
locations throughout New Jersey. It can also
be ordered by contacting: Weird NJ, PO Bo>;
1346, Bloomfield, NJ. 07003 or online at:
www.weirdni.com.

A fascinating publication devoted to weird,
obscure, ghostly and just strange items in
and around New Jersey. Don’t miss it!

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CATALYST is the New Age Directory
Limited Edition of the most extensive
resource of New Age/Metaphysical
networking newsletters, publications, book
reports and unique products from the U.S.
and overseas. $7.95 plus $2.00
postage/handling to: PO Box 670088,
Marietta, GA. 30066.

STRANGE MAGAZINE. Finally! A
credible magazine that explores unexplained
phenomena. In-depth investigations and
weird world news are presented twice yearly
in a level-headed, open-minded and
entertaining style. Film Threats calls
Strange, “the hottest and weirdest magazine
in the solar system.” Four issue subscription
$19.75 US; $14.95 UK; $24.95 Foreign.

Send to: Strange Magazine, PO Box 2246,

Rockville, MD. 28047.
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ANNUAL GRS BOOK SALE!!!

Paperbacks starting as low as $ 1, hardcovers
$3 and up. Back issues of many out-of-print
paranormal publications, Ghost Trackers
Newsletters, ghost-related fiction
paperbacks, entire UFO collection, audio and
video tapes and many rare titles with some
back issues of the discontinued Witchcraft
and Paganism, Astrology, UFOIogy and The

Chicagoland and Northwest Indiana Psychic
Directories are still available. Write for a
back list or email your requests to:

dkaczmarek@ghostresearch.org.

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GRS CAPS: White
baseball caps with
black embroidered
Ghost Research
Society. One size
fits all! Show
everyone the
organization you belong to with pride. Cost

is $15.00 plus $1.50 shipping/handling.
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GRS and Excursions Into The Unknown
T-shirts & Sweatshirts. White T-shirts or
sweatshirts with either Ghost Research
Society or Excursions Into The Unknown
logos on front. Specify S, M, L or XL.

100% pre-shrunk cotton.

NEW REDUCED PRICE!!

T-shirts $12.00/sweatshirts $15.00 plus
$3.50 priority shipping. Some larger sizes
are available by special request only. Allow
2-4 weeks for all orders please!

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